I think of it with wonder now The discomfort you have been in Causing such distension of your abdomen We thought you had cirrhosis

There you sat, so frail Crying out of agony and frustration Asking the chief resident For relief of your grief

Reflexively The chief's head turned towards me An anonymous bystander hiding ten feet away Asked to complete the most despised procedure To disimpact six days of fibered colon Halfheartedly With a pitched, streaking voice Over-enthusiastically "Sure!" The most common medical student reflexive reply

Blue gown, mask, and double gloved To me The most nauseating To you The most alleviating

Once the disimpaction was over Me, ready for sanitizer But you, lying back peacefully Hands on your flattened gut With a hint of smile and eyes of relief You looked back at me "Thank you. God bless you." The most desired medical student reaction

And so I think of it with wonder How a job despised by most Can gift someone the joy of living And peaceful harmony